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It was a large farm, and its main purpose seemed to be to raise pigs, and the air smelled of silence, and the largest room in the farm, which seemed to be used for killing pigs or loading trucks, had been occupied by a large number of humans.

They were both men and women, many of them wearing expensive clothes and watches worth more than six figures, and many more were students, with a strong bookish smell that could not be concealed.

These are gorgeously dressed, or clean, and they look like successful people, or white-collar beauties, and they are the most unlucky, and they are also young and beautiful students. Whether they are dressed or temperamental, they are incompatible with this pig farm, and they don't even look like people who will have anything to do with each other.

But at this time, they all appeared here, and even, they were very friendly to each other, as if they had been friends for many years.

They seemed unfazed by the harsh conditions of the farm, and most of them sat on the ground where the smell was mixed with unknown objects, unconcerned about the black-brown objects left on the ground.

As night fell, the sound of pigs began to resound throughout the farm, as if they were begging for food, but the humans sitting on the ground did not have any dissatisfied expressions, and naturally no one rewarded them with a mouthful of pig feed.

They just revered, looking at the improvised platform not far away, it seems, there was their faith, their gods.

Soon, a man in black walked up the stairs under the high platform, his face was covered by a black mask, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

But all the humans present stood up, their expressions changing from reverence to fanatical, as if they had seen fanatical believers in the gods.

They stood on the stinking ground, looking at the simple high platform made of countless stools and planks, and looking at the man wearing a black robe above, the texture of the black robe was not very good, it seemed to be the same style of a certain treasure for dozens of yuan, and it was stained with a lot of blood and oil, but such a robe was worn on the man, but there was no sense of disobedience at all.

Such ugly and dirty clothes did not damage his image and demeanor in the slightest. Even, this man with an inexplicable temperament makes the robe, which was not very good, look ......

The texture is even worse.

But the human beings on earth did not mind at all, they cheered, they rejoiced, as if they were showing the highest respect for their gods.

But with the man waving his hand, they turned from a frenzied cry to an extremely quiet one, so that the sound of the whole farm was once again completely replaced by the sound of a humming pig.

And on the branch in the distance, there are two men sitting at this time, they are also wearing black clothes, but they are far from being so cheap, from workmanship to materials, all of them are the best choice, even the masks on the mouth and the masks on the face, from the material, are also very valuable.

There is almost a difference between the man who is speaking loudly in the pig farm opposite them.

"Throne ......."

Say. ”

"He doesn't look special. Wang Jing hesitated for a long time, and finally asked the confusion in his heart. "But it's just good at demagogy, why?"

"You don't have enough vision, anything that doesn't matter. The man explained with a smile. "It's all possible, and it becomes critical in certain situations. ”

"Anything that matters, it can become unimportant. ”

Wang Jing seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and there was an obvious blind circle on his face.

The man, however, had extraordinary patience and explained to him. "Chess pieces need to be constantly played. ”

"That's how it works. ”

Wang Jing still didn't seem to understand, but he saw the man pointing to the pig farm, where there was a woman standing with a sword in her arms.

"Look at her. ”

Wang Jing knew her, just like she knew herself by the river, and they not only fought each other, but were even impressed.

"She seems to have been brainwashed?" Wang Jing was taken aback, and a certain fear began to fill his heart.

His strength is far inferior to the woman standing with a sword in her arms, and he won't even be her triad enemy, so wouldn't the other party be able to brainwash himself easily?

"This time, humanity may think that we are going from the beginning to the end. The man looked at the woman who was cheering or jumping with the crowd, and laughed mockingly. "It's all to provoke a war between the Qinling Demon Clan and humans. ”

Wang Jing looked confused, and was stunned for a while before speaking. "Your Majesty, isn't it?"

"You, your strength is acceptable. The man sighed, and did not continue to say anything else, but continued to talk about what had just happened. "Does she matter to the Secret Service?"

"It is naturally important to guard one place. Wang Jing thought about it carefully, what he said just now was saying that his IQ was not enough?

"But what about the Qinling Demon King?"

"Naturally, Qinling is more important. ”

"So what about the lives of thousands of soldiers in Qinling compared to the lives of more than ten town guards?"

"Naturally, military people are important. ”

"That's right. The man smiled and looked at Wang Jing in front of him. "What do you understand?"

Wang Jing hesitated, looked at the gaze of the man in front of him, gritted his teeth and said his thoughts. "Didn't the plan work out?"

The smile on the man's face froze, and he only felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been smashed by Thor. He suddenly missed the dead muscular man, although he looked like he had muscles trained in his brain, but he was actually very perceptive.

"Now, under the bloody case, the demon clan and the human race are in conflict. The man looked up at the stars in the sky, stopped smiling, and said lightly. "Did they investigate the cause of her death?"

"Not yet. Wang Jing seemed to understand something.

"Doesn't it matter if she's it?"

Wang Jing was about to answer, but was interrupted by the man's wave, and he continued to speak to himself.

"Naturally not, it's just that her presence has become less relevant. The man lowered his head and looked at the farm opposite, smiling. "It doesn't matter so much that you don't see people alive or dead bodies. ”

"But we ......," Wang Jing also looked at the brightly lit pig farm, and continued. "Why give it to him?"

"It's just a deal. "Since Gonggong lost his troops in Qinling, his only henchman is Wang Jing in front of him, and he has nothing to hide about these unimportant things. "I need enough people, and he needs strong people. ”

"That's all. ”

"With Ye Shengge's arrogance, if it is ..... in the future"

The co-worker interrupted him and said meaningfully. "It's that simple. ”

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